Xia Ziyan didn't turn around until he could no longer see Xia Ziluo. As soon as he entered the house, he heard Xia Qingtian sigh: "Ziyan, your sister is sensible."
"My little sister has always been sensible." Xia Ziyan was too stupid to notice the changes in Xia Ziluo, "But I still like my current sister. Although she is also fierce, it is fake and done on purpose."
Xia Qingtian responded, then blinked: "Zi Yan, let's all disperse. The imperial doctor said that I need to rest, and Zi Luo and Prince Xiao have not reconciled. We can say that the time and place are favorable for us before the war begins."
If you lose two things first, you will definitely lose if you really force the palace. It is better to recharge your batteries and wait for the opportunity."
"Dad made the decision, and I just run errands." Xia Ziyan strongly agreed no matter what Xia Qingtian said.
"Idiot." Xia Qingtian cursed, but his heart felt warm.
With this disease, he saw things that he had always ignored before.
He has both sons and daughters. Although his son is a bit stupid, he is a god in military warfare and is extremely filial to him. His daughter is extremely smart and extremely filial.
He is also a prime minister and has a fortune, so he can be considered to have enjoyed all the blessings in the world.
Apart from wearing the yellow robe, there seems to be no regrets.
Xia Ziyan was used to being scolded, so he just smiled and scratched his head. Then when he saw the corner of the quilt rolled away, he stepped forward, put down the corner of the quilt with his calloused hands, and covered Xia Qingtian with the quilt again.
At noon, it suddenly started to rain, and then the sky cleared. The wind blew again in the evening, and the sky was cloudy all night, but it cleared up again at dawn. The changeable weather did not stop Xia Ziluo's steps.
She comes to Xia Mansion to visit Xia Qingtian every morning, sometimes chatting with him, sometimes playing chess with him, or walking around in a small area in the yard.
Xia Qingtian is in a good mood and recovers from his illness quickly. His face becomes clearer and energetic.
The relationship between father and daughter has also improved a lot because of this. You can often hear the light laughter of father and daughter coming from Xia Qingtian's bedroom.
Three days passed in a flash.
At noon, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves outside the palace, and a cloud of dust was thrown up.
When the dust dissipated and the horse stopped, the dusty Murong Xitian jumped off the horse and threw the whip to the guard guarding the door.
After entering the palace, he didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he arrived at Luomei Courtyard first.
He hadn't seen her for three days, and he felt as if three years had passed. The feeling of missing her was about to burst out of his chest.
"Luo'er..." As soon as he entered the house, Murong Xitian couldn't wait to look for Xia Ziluo.
"Xitian?" Xia Ziluo, who was eating iced lychees in the room, suddenly heard the call and got up from the toffee chair. He rushed out barefoot without even putting on his shoes.
When Murong Xitian saw her face that was as red as a blush due to the heat or running, he strode over and hugged her with both arms.
"Luoer——" The longing in my heart finally turned into this soft call. At this moment, it seemed that words had become a burden.
Heart-to-heart communication is expressed through the most primitive body language.
The two of them hugged each other closely, and their bodies were so close to each other that the two of them let out a soft hum in comfort at the same time.
"Xitian, we only promised to come back in a day or two. Today is already the third day..." After Xia Ziluo hugged the person he missed, he was satisfied with the happiness and sweetness at the moment, but then he became a little angry.
